The Buddhas of Thailand

I follow a Buddhist's path through Thailand

and enter the interior of my mind.

Will enlightenment reveal to me its existence?

A glimpse.

It is all I seek.

"Then you must stop," he ordered.

 "But I cannot."

The world is etched with too many roads.

And the jungle is dense.

"If I stop I will fall asleep."

"Then you must stay awake."

A shaft of sunlight penetrates the canopy

spotlighting my soul.

"Enough," I say.

I am content with this solitary moment of peace.